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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jim Cuddy
Jim Cuddy
Vocals
Colin Cripps
Colin Cripps
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Cuddy
Jim Cuddy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Cuddy
Jim Cuddy
Producer
Colin Cripps
Colin Cripps
Additional Producer
Tim Vesely
Tim Vesely
Mixing Engineer

Letra

One, two, three One, two, three How did you know it was me that was crying Behind the locked door? I don't cry very much, in fact not at all But I know what I was crying for Lately the walls of my world have been crumbling Letting in all of my blues Oh, I know I'll get through it I just gotta hear some good news Well, I guess that we're getting all we deserve We've been careless for too many days When I see all my brothers and sisters together I know that that's worthy of praise History has its own way of revealing The moment that we lit the fuse Oh, I guess we'll get through it We just gotta hear some good news Oh, why am I blinded again? So much I don't understand I wake up dreaming at night Watching the lives that I'm holding Slip through my hands Oh, why am I blinded again? So much I don't understand I wake up dreaming at night Watching the lives that I'm holding Slip through my hands Oh, the anger is rising, there's effigies burning There's damage that surely will last At this moment in time, well I hope we've learned Not to slip back to ways of the past There's a light that keeps shining so deep in our hearts And it's there any time that we choose Oh, I know we'll get through it, we just gotta hear Oh, I know we'll get through it, we just gotta hear Oh, I know we'll get through it, we just gotta hear some good news
Writer(s): Tim Timmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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